Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

"Brother Qiu, did you sleep together last night?"

After talking about Tang Gaoqi, he wanted to beat himself. Last night, he sent you to the hospital in the middle of the night. When he woke up early in the morning, he didn't say thank you, so he didn't care how he slept.

Qiu Zhen had such an ordinary look, and Bi Xia didn't take another look at him because of it, doing what he should do.

Their reaction made Tang Gaoqi feel that the question he asked was very common, and it seemed that it was no big deal for them to lie on the same bed.

It’s really not a big deal. He didn’t live on campus when he was in junior high school, but he often heard from the students who lived on campus that they slept together at night, both boys and girls.

It was he who made the fuss.

So why does he feel that Qiuzheng is different from Bixia?It may be that Bi Xia really doesn't seem to sleep with Biren.

This was the first time Tang Gaoqi saw Bi Xia and Qiu Zhen after waking up. They got up early to do morning exercises every day.

And every day he sleeps until he can’t sleep anymore, wakes up, washes up in a hurry, rushes all the way to the cafeteria, buys breakfast, and then rushes to the classroom without stopping. If he is lucky, he goes directly to the classroom. After eating in the corridor, go in.

In other words, people like him are the majority, and there are few people like Bi Xia who get up half an hour early every day to do morning exercises and can persist for so long.

Perhaps the difference between him and a college bully lies in this, he lacks self-control.

They came out late, and it was impossible for them to have breakfast in the cafeteria at this time.

"Why don't you go to the third floor and see if you can't do it?"

There are many teachers who go to the third floor for breakfast, and there may be some left.

Coincidentally, Zhou Xing is also there.

As soon as Tang Gaoqi saw him, he remembered what happened last night, hesitating on his feet and didn't really want to go there.

I have endured pain that I shouldn't have to bear at this age.

Maybe God finally heard his voice and took pity on him once. Before they could sit down, they saw Zhou Xing standing up with the dinner plate. They should have finished eating.

Tang Gaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, his steps became much lighter, and he greeted him before he left.

Zhou Xing nodded and went out, not thinking about the care and advice he expected.Tang Gaoqi decided that Zhou Xing would be his favorite teacher in the future, and Lisa had to lean back.

Qiuzhen was not in their class, and Bi Xia was not a talkative person. Tang Gaoqi went through all the people who knew about it, and felt that this secret should be able to be kept.

It wasn't until he got to the classroom that he realized that his breath was too early.

The news that he went to the hospital late at night last night has spread throughout the classroom, but they only know that he went to the hospital but they don't know why he went. Now they are very concerned when they see people coming.

"TangGao, what happened to you last night, I didn't know you went out yesterday until I saw the note at the door in the morning."

"I thought I was dreaming, but you really went out."

"So what's going on?"

Everyone looked at him with concern, Tang Gaoqi opened his mouth, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "The stomach is not good."

"Did you have diarrhea?"

"No."

Tang Gaoqi said vaguely: "There is something wrong with the digestive system."

"ate too much?"

"no……"

He swore he had never looked forward to class more than today.

When the English teacher came in, Tang Gaoqi felt that he still loved Lisa the most, and then he regretted it the next second.

After Lisa greeted everyone, she asked a special question: "I heard that a classmate in my slow class went to the hospital last night?"

Everyone turned their attention to him, Tang Gaoqi bit the bullet and said, "It's all right now."

This is not over yet, Tang Gaoqi suspects that his matter has been mentioned in the teacher group, otherwise every teacher who comes in will care about him.

It was so difficult all this time that he would suspect that he had some serious illness.

Obviously Bi Xia went together last night, but everyone would rather go to the third shift to ask another insider than bother him.

Even during class breaks, Bi Xia held books that they couldn't understand, and everyone passing by his seat would reflexively walk lightly, let alone take the initiative to talk to him.

At the end of the day, Tang Gaoqi was physically and mentally exhausted, and what was even worse was because he was vague. Everyone felt that he had some unspeakable secrets. Combining keywords such as stomach and digestion, they deduced that Tang Gao must have hemorrhoids.

In addition, Lao Ban also told him before the meal: "Eat more vegetables."

More and more sure.

Tang Gaoqi didn't know what they were thinking, and spent the day in a daze, envious of Bi Xia's aura that no one dared to disturb.

In the evening self-study, he finally made up his mind to go to the old class and ask him to help him keep it secret.

The old class thought it was a bit funny, but he agreed to him and went to the classroom and said: "Don't keep inquiring about others, what should you do, are you ready for the monthly exam?"

Lao Ban's words were the end of the matter. They had basically determined that Tang Gao had hemorrhoids. It's no wonder he didn't want to mention this kind of part. Everyone expressed their understanding.

A few days passed without incident, until one day Tang Gaoqi couldn't help but buy a pack of spicy strips and was kindly reminded by his tablemate: "How do you eat spicy strips?"

Tang Gaoqi looked inexplicable: "Why can't I eat spicy strips?"

"You are in the hospital, you still eat this?"

Mention the hospital again!This matter cannot pass.

He looked aggrieved: "When I entered the hospital, I didn't say that I can't eat spicy sticks."

His deskmate was categorical: "How is it possible? When my grandfather had the operation, the doctor said that spicy food should never be eaten."

Tang Gaoqi finally realized what was wrong: "Surgery?"

"That's right, you don't need it now, do you? But if this goes on, you will sooner or later!"

"What, what?" Tang Gaoqi was bluffed by him, he still needs an operation for this problem, how to do it, what?

He was disgusted by his own brain.

The conversation at the same table took the spicy sticks away from his hand: "Good boy, follow the doctor's advice to see a doctor and recover soon."

After eating two hot sticks and sucking his fingers, he continued, "I heard that this disease is difficult to cure."

Tang Gaoqi, who has had no problem eating healthy these two days: "???"

He began to suspect that they were not talking about a disease.

"What disease do you think I am?"

"Huh? You ask me? Are you sure you want me to tell?"

"You said."

"Hemorrhoids."

Tang Gaoqi was stunned, for a moment he couldn't figure out which was more embarrassing, hemorrhoids or because he hadn't been taken to the hospital for a few days.

The deskmate shook his hand in front of him, and before he could take it back, he was grabbed by the student TangGao who had endured it for a few days and finally broke out.

Now it was the tablemate's turn to be confused: "What are you doing?"

Tang Gaoqi grabbed his hand with one hand and grabbed his collar with the other and said every word: "I am not a hemorrhoid!"

His volume was not low, and Bi Xia heard it at the end when he was sitting in the classroom. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and finally breathed out.

What's going on with them these days, he didn't participate but he couldn't stop them from making noise, not to mention there was a boisterous Qiu Zhen who asked "Does he know?"

Everyone's eyes were not attracted by them, Tang Gaoqi simply let go of his deskmate and looked around for a week and said to everyone: "It's not hemorrhoids, do you have common sense, I just stayed in the hospital for two hours, and your family stayed for two hours to see hemorrhoids? "

That makes sense.

"Okay, okay, we know, don't get excited."

Tang Gaoqi was still very excited: "Damn it, I've been terrified for several days, and you all think I'm a hemorrhoid."

Scared?

Therefore, besides hemorrhoids, it is not easy for people to know what other gastrointestinal problems are there.Everyone is more curious, but considering the current situation, it is better not to ask.

After successfully intimidating everyone, Tang Gaoqi took back his own spicy strips, and after eating the last one, he stuffed the package into the hand of his deskmate: "Throw it away for me."

As soon as Qiu Zhen came up, he watched this good show, laughing so much that tears almost came out.Today, he had to fill out the application form for overnight stay, and he came up to ask Bi Xia if he would go home this week, but he didn't expect to see the ending he had been thinking about.

Bi Xia didn't need to take the competition class, and his grandfather told him to go home on weekends several times, but he avoided it.

He doesn't need to go to class, Qiu Zhen does.

They still stay overnight, but it's a pity that the monthly exam will be next week. There are many people staying in school this week for review, and there are not only the two of them in the dormitory.

Bi Xia went to bed early after washing up, and flipped through magazines half lying down. Qiu Zhen also got into his bed with the excuse that he wanted to read magazines together.

The two of them huddled together, and roommates were used to it.

After the lights were turned off and the bell rang, Qiu Zhen slowly crawled back to his bed. The monthly exam is going to be next week. I don't know how the exam room will be arranged. He wants to go to the laboratory building.

One step ahead of the exam is the weekly task. Next week it will be the third shift's turn. Qiu Zhen arranged the task list with Mr. Liang on the weekend. He used his position to arrange for himself to go to the fourth shift for inspection.

Teacher Liang confirmed again: "Do you want to follow the class?"

The squad leader needs to coordinate and has a lot to do, and generally does not arrange specific tasks.

Qiu Zhen said casually, "I'm going to die even if I'm exhausted."

Liang Hanzhang shook his head with a smile, read it from beginning to end, and asked him to take it to the Political and Education Office after confirming that there was no problem.

After Director Zhang nodded, he took the USB flash drive to the Academic Affairs Office to print out the task schedule.

The monthly exam was just around the corner, and the desks in the Academic Affairs Office were piled up with test papers. Qiu Zhen walked through the middle without turning his eyes and handed the USB flash drive to the teacher inside who was sorting the papers.

"Teacher, print the weekly task schedule, 70 copies."

The teacher pointed him in a direction without looking up: "Printer No. [-], print by yourself."

Qiu Zhen walked over silently again, this time he looked at the papers on the table out of the corner of his eye, they were all from the third year of high school, what a pity.

At the exit of the printer, the materials printed in the previous round hadn't had time to sort out. When Qiu Zhen took the task list, he flipped through it and found that it was arranged by the examination room.

He quietly glanced at the other teachers in the office. They were all doing their own things with their heads down. No one paid attention to him. Besides, what he was reading was not the test papers, it was just the arrangement of the examination room. If he was found, he would be found.

This schedule is one for each class, and the top one is the third year of senior high school. He directly turned to the middle to find the fourth class.

Bi Xia's name is as conspicuous as ever, he is in the laboratory building.

Half the battle!

Qiu Zhen flipped forward with great joy, and as soon as he found the third class, a joyful voice came from above his head: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Zhen looked up calmly. The teacher was out of the office just now, and he probably came back after going out for something.

"Print the value weekly task list."

The teacher pointed to the task schedule: "a3," then pointed to the examination room schedule, "a4," and concluded: "Are you stupid or am I blind?"

Qiu Zhen felt that the teacher was quite humorous, so he was not in a hurry: "I'm just curious, let's see where the exam is."

The teacher sat down slowly: "Look."

He thought that the student was brazenly flipping through the papers, but he didn't expect it to be an exam arrangement, so it really wasn't a big deal.

When he called out just now, the separate lists got mixed together again, and Qiu Zhen found the third class again and found his name.

His smile gradually froze, he was in the teaching building.